Return of the Crowned Heiress (Felicia)

Maurice was knocked out and tied up. A torn piece of fabric was shoved into his mouth to stop him from biting his tongue. His current state was utterly pathetic. Yet not a single person on the scene could find it in themselves to laugh.

One of Maurice’s men asked cautiously. “Ms. Fuller, is Mr. Glovers, better now?”

“Of course not. Nothing’s ever that simple.” Felicia rubbed her temples, feeling an ache creeping in

She had checked his pulse earlier, and she could tell that Maurice had used a modified version of the rain venomous creatures on himself and her. This variation was brutally effective. Once the link was established, there was no way to break it.

This meant Maurice had essentially taken her place, shouldering all the torment and eventual fatality from the Heart Eater inside her.

There was no cure.

If this played out to its grim conclusion, Maurice’s life would be the price. How would she ever repay that?

Maurice’s men knew about the dangers. When Maurice insisted on going through with the modified twin venomous creatures, they had already heard the worst–case scenario from the family’s medical expert. It could very well be a one–way ticket to hell

Still, hope was a stubborn thing. As long as Maurice was alive and moving, they clung to the idea that things might not spiral to the worst outcome. Now, all that fragile hope was shattered “So… you’re saying there’s no way to save him?” Maurice’s men exchanged pale, stricken glances One particularly loyal bodyguard looked like he was about to cry

Their boss was still alive, yet it felt like a death sentence had already been declared. Seeing Marc witch in pain, his brows furrowing even in unconsciousnes, filled them with a suffocating sense of helplessness. noveldrama

Felicia didn’t answer directly, but her silence was enough of a reply. She had already made up her mind and was quietly working through her thoughts.

Scarlet broke the silence, “Boss, we should get out of here”

With Stephan and his men gone and Imogen being rushed to the hospital, the Russel family’s forces had fully retreated. Even the helicopter was nowhere in sight.

Still, Scarlet hadn’t forgotten about the other dangerous parties lurking on this mountain. If they can into them again, things could get dice

Yet Felicia shook her head “No. We’ll wait a bit mone.”

“Wait for what?” Scarlet wondered, unsure of what Felicia had in mind. She had a suspicion but didn’t dare

Het question was answered roughly 15 minutes later when the sound of approaching vehicles cut through the tense air.

The three men from the Glovers family immediately stood up on high alert, their hands instinctively reaching for their guns. They were going into defensive mode.

Several SUVs appeared and came to a halt about 30 feet away, kicking up some dust and loose gravel in its wake.

From the parked SUVs, two figures emerged. One was the robed man, his expression twisted with fury. Beside him was Pece, who maintained his gentlemanly facade.

Pete’s smile deepened as he looked at Felcu, his tone laced with surprise and mockery. “Well, well, well. Were you waiting for me, Felicia

Though the others were presem, he spoke as if Felicia was the only person there. His words were deliberately suggestive, dripping with an intimate familiarity meattle het.

To someone who didn’t know the muth, it might’ve sounded like there was some hidden connection between them.

Felicia’s face twisted briefly in disgust before turning to its usual calm Ignoring his insinuations, she cut straight to the point. “You’ve gone through a hell of a lot of trouble to set all this up. What’s your pitch? I’m here now, so spit it out. I don’t have the patience for your nonsense.“”

Pete’s smile faltered for a moment before he sighed softly, his gare turning thoughtful. “You’re as sharp as ever. I should’ve expected nothing less.

“More empty words, Felicia thought. She sneered, then spun on her heel to leave

Scarlet immediately followed, her steps cautious as she kept her eyes on Pete and the robed man. The men from the Glovers family, carrying Maurice’s unconscious body, also began retreating

The robed man was visibly fuming when he saw their reaction, his glare boring into Pete as if to say, “Can you handle this or not?” pete raised his hand in a mock gesture to surrender, forcing a strained smile before calling out, “Wait, Felicia! Let’s negotiate a deal”